Rosaline finally untied all the buttons. She held the hem of his shirt tightly, nervously and excitedly. Then, she plucked up courage, stood on tiptoe slightly and slowly approached his lips...
Ian couldn't breathe. She? Was she going to kiss him?
Ian narrowed his eyes. He didn't believe that she would dare to kiss him. He just watched her lips get closer, and closer to his lips.
"Hic—" When her lips were about to touch his, she suddenly burped loudly.
"Ew...disgusting". Ian pretended to be annoyed. But himself knew how disappointed he felt.
"Honey, I'm sorry. I'm too nervous. I burp whenever I'm nervous." Rosaline's hands were wrapped around the hem of his shirt. She seemed a little nervous and shy. She was really good at acting.
"Really?" Ian's body suddenly approached her. "Yo
